What the fudge?

Lordy, lordy, look who's forty?

Not me you fucking assholes, but I feel like downing a forty right now and I hate beer with a passion.

So, why then?
I just found a cd I made of some seven inch records I used to have and it's sweet. There are some records that no one has anymore so I can't ever get these songs again, but it doesn't matter because I found the good recordings I made of this classic vinyl.

Bands like:

Not Your Friends
Housewrecker
Jerkwater
the Boils

and

Fucking Rail.

Rail was an emo band, back when emo was actually cool. They had an awesome seven inch and I just found the cd I made with that seven inch on it. I'm super fucking happy. Nothing can ruin my night.

Except if a certain girl out there tells me to drop dead. So, maybe I'll just ignore her so she can't tell me that. Awesome. My plan can't fail.